October 31, 2011
3 month appointment
It has been almost 3 months since he finished his surgery and has been wearing the boots. We haven't been to the doctors for that time. We have an appointment on the 16th of November to let us know how his progress is going. I know for myself that when his boots are not on you can't tell that he ever had club feet. His feet so look great and I am so so happy we kept up with it. Will let you know what happens at the appointment. I am hoping for a switch to nap and night time of shoes.
He crawls
His is little Joe crawling 4 days before his 7 month mark. He is wearing his ponseti boots. I am putting this up to let other know that they don't hinder progress. I think if anything that made him crawl faster because he could lunge forward with them.
September 5, 2011
Ponseti Shoes
Arrrgh! These shoes are way harder to get use to then the casts but on the other end I love love love that he can have time off from wearing them and I feel like his feet are so much better off in the shoes than the casts. He is actually pushing off his feet were as before he treated his legs like they didn't exist! I mean the shoes are only hard because you have to sleep your baby on his back so if you are just starting out with the casts train your baby to sleep on his back because I side slept mine and he is having a hard time adjusting to the back.
Also you really have to make sure that his feet are back up against the back of his shoe. For the first week and still now I have to adjust his shoe if his heel is not in the "view window". I love seeing his face when he takes his shoes off. He kicks for about the whole half hour and I love giving him baths and just snuggling him.
Also you really have to make sure that his feet are back up against the back of his shoe. For the first week and still now I have to adjust his shoe if his heel is not in the "view window". I love seeing his face when he takes his shoes off. He kicks for about the whole half hour and I love giving him baths and just snuggling him.
Rocking his ponseti shoes with his cute grandpa socks!
Enjoying his solids are his kick around!
August 28, 2011
The casts come off!
3 weeks later..... The casts have come off. I called the hospital to see if I could take the casts off and give him a real bath. They said yes and to not be shocked at the appearance of his legs (after 3 weeks they would look really white). He was so happy to have those casts off. He just kicked and kicked and kicked.
Unwinding the reinforced blue casts
Getting ready for his bath
His right foot after taking the casts off
The cast mess... so long!
Kisses from Nanny after her bath
Kicking away now that both casts are off!
He was fitted for his boots and he starts those on Friday.
August 16, 2011
Operation Day
Wow. I haven't been really good about keeping up with the blog, probably because I am so relieved that we are almost finished with all of the casts that I feel that I can start to relax... even though we will still be doing foot related things until Little Joe is 2 years old.
Anyways to the day of the surgery. I had to set my alarm to wake up and nurse little Joe until 8:30am. He was no allowed to eat after 8:30am and to be honest I knew that would be the only thing I worried about, him not being allowed to eat. Joe had to go in for his job interview that morning so he was gone. After little Joe had his food we put him in the bath to soak his casts because I had got permission to remove them myself. It was so easy and I really enjoyed doing it. He was so smiley and happy, it made me feel bad that he was going to be in casts for 3 weeks after he had this surgery.
We got ready and he was asleep for most of the morning. Joe got back from his interview right before I was suppose to leave which was fortunate because I didn't want to have to go to the hospital myself. We got to the hospital, got checked in and then had to wait.
Being in the waiting room before little boys surgery was one of the hardest things I had to do. I am going to try and explain this without sounding dumb. I wanted to cry, except not for my son. The thing was that I had a completely healthy son, even if medicine was not as advanced as it was my son would still have a relatively normal life, I would keep stretching his feet, I would strap his feet or do something to help him use his feet as best I could. In other words I have not ever been worried about the way my sons feet would affect his life, however while in the waiting room I saw a little girl with no feet. I saw a little boy that was being feed through tubes in his belly and his father looked like he hadn't slept in years. I heard mothers taking to nurses like they were old friends, they knew where everything was, they knew how to get food, where to get extra blankets and who was in which room. I realized that to some of the parents in that waiting room the hospital was second nature. It was a second home, it was sleepless nights and wondering how your child would cope in the world, would they date, would they make it to another birthday. And this is why I wanted to cry because I felt so grateful to my Heavenly Father for my son and I prayed and still pray for all those I saw in the waiting room that day.
When son was to be taken in he was so hungry and he was screaming, that was not nice, seeing your son being taken into surgery and screaming his lungs out. We went and grabbed a bite to eat and then came back to wait. About 5 minutes after we got back they came to get his. He was out of surgery. He looked so gorgeous and I gave him so many kisses. He was pretty groggy and I feed him straight away. We stayed in the hospital for about 4 hours afterward to make sure their were no reactions to the anesthetic and that his feet didn't turn purple. It was good to get home but man his casts were so heavy. So so heavy.
Anyways to the day of the surgery. I had to set my alarm to wake up and nurse little Joe until 8:30am. He was no allowed to eat after 8:30am and to be honest I knew that would be the only thing I worried about, him not being allowed to eat. Joe had to go in for his job interview that morning so he was gone. After little Joe had his food we put him in the bath to soak his casts because I had got permission to remove them myself. It was so easy and I really enjoyed doing it. He was so smiley and happy, it made me feel bad that he was going to be in casts for 3 weeks after he had this surgery.
We got ready and he was asleep for most of the morning. Joe got back from his interview right before I was suppose to leave which was fortunate because I didn't want to have to go to the hospital myself. We got to the hospital, got checked in and then had to wait.
Being in the waiting room before little boys surgery was one of the hardest things I had to do. I am going to try and explain this without sounding dumb. I wanted to cry, except not for my son. The thing was that I had a completely healthy son, even if medicine was not as advanced as it was my son would still have a relatively normal life, I would keep stretching his feet, I would strap his feet or do something to help him use his feet as best I could. In other words I have not ever been worried about the way my sons feet would affect his life, however while in the waiting room I saw a little girl with no feet. I saw a little boy that was being feed through tubes in his belly and his father looked like he hadn't slept in years. I heard mothers taking to nurses like they were old friends, they knew where everything was, they knew how to get food, where to get extra blankets and who was in which room. I realized that to some of the parents in that waiting room the hospital was second nature. It was a second home, it was sleepless nights and wondering how your child would cope in the world, would they date, would they make it to another birthday. And this is why I wanted to cry because I felt so grateful to my Heavenly Father for my son and I prayed and still pray for all those I saw in the waiting room that day.
When son was to be taken in he was so hungry and he was screaming, that was not nice, seeing your son being taken into surgery and screaming his lungs out. We went and grabbed a bite to eat and then came back to wait. About 5 minutes after we got back they came to get his. He was out of surgery. He looked so gorgeous and I gave him so many kisses. He was pretty groggy and I feed him straight away. We stayed in the hospital for about 4 hours afterward to make sure their were no reactions to the anesthetic and that his feet didn't turn purple. It was good to get home but man his casts were so heavy. So so heavy.
July 19, 2011
Operation next week
Little Joe will have his tendon operation next week on Wednesday. He is ready and I am too if anyone is interested... haha. I have been doing weekly trips to the hospital for two months now and I am ready for some time off. Well we have to be there by 12:30 but his operation might not be for a while. He is not allowed to eat after 8:30am and to be honest I am more worried about him not eating than the operation. He gets cranky as if he doesn't eat.
Keep Little Joe in your prayers.
Keep Little Joe in your prayers.
July 5, 2011
Sixth Set of Casts
HIS FOOT CAME AROUND!!! SO EXCITED! We have been fasting and praying for his little left foot to loosen up and today when they took the cast off and checked his foot it had indeed loosened and come around. The nurses were very surprised and keep saying over and over how it was awesome that his foot had done it on his own, but we know that our prayers and fasting have been answered. He has one more week of casts next week and then it is the big operation. So excited to be this far along the process and to keep seeing results.
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